I played catch with my son this afternoon. It really shouldn't be that big of a deal, heck, we've played catch numerous times over the years. However, today was different, it was the first time that I've tossed the ball with him since this past June prior to him leaving to play summer ball in the northwest. We were limited to thirty tosses from 45 feet and he had to maintain a bit of an arc. I felt like I was playing with my five year old son again that just so happened to catch better than he did fourteen years ago.
My son had UCL Reconstruction (Tommy John) Surgery at the end of July. His physician just recently released him to begin his throwing progam and he has a ton of work to do. I tell you what, it's been a difficult beginning to his collegiate career. He was hurt for the majority of his frosh year, and ultimately was redshirted. And now he will miss the entire 2013 college baseball season.
As we were tossing the baseball back & forth, I realized that my kid is going to handle this adversity just fine and will likely come back much stronger than before from a mental and physical standpoint. My job as a parent is to support him. I'll still be at the majority of the games, and I will be a big fan of the player that's handling the radar gun duties this season.
Yep, today's simple father/son catch took me back to the beginning...it was pretty cool.
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. BTW, congrats to your eldest son for being added to the Nationals 40 man roster. I started following him on Twitter last week, I know he's excited.
